Han Yun's current posture is like a fish turning white and dying with its belly upward.
There was a lake of flesh and blood on his left shoulder, white bone stubble was exposed, and the bright red blood started from this place and continued to spread outward.
The white and flowing clothes he originally wore were torn into strands of rags by the combined efforts of the four of them in the previous battle.
Later, it was covered in black mud because of rolling in the mire, and now it is soaked in blood again, and its original appearance is completely lost.
Han Yun, the eldest brother of all the disciples in Lingxin Valley and the number one disciple in the series, is now so miserable.
If others saw it, they would probably think that they were dreaming.
However, this is neither a dream nor a fantasy, but a solid reality.
Although Han Yun is a genius among geniuses, his combat power is far more powerful than ordinary monks of the same realm.
But the five people besieging him now are also four other sequence disciples whose combat power far exceeds that of their peers. Regardless of status or talent, they are no worse than him.
If he hadn't broken through to the early stage of the crystallization realm a few months ago, he would have probably fallen directly to the nine-clawed ice dragon's three previous attacks.
Although he looked miserable at this time, in fact, he still retained half of the spiritual power in his body that had not been used.
If he activates these spiritual powers, he can maintain his initial combat power in the crystallization realm for at least half an hour.
According to common sense, after the momentum of the ice dragon condensed by Sikong Yueling, who had drawn most of his spiritual power, dropped, what Han Yun should do now is to seize this rare opportunity and attack with all his strength.
As long as Ye Song and Lei Xinghe can severely injure Sikong Yueling and lose their fighting power before Ye Song and Lei Xinghe fully recover their strength, there may still be a glimmer of hope.
But Han Yun showed no signs of wanting to do this.
He just lay quietly in the clear water pool, letting the blood on his left shoulder continue to flow.
He even closed his eyes.
After seeing this scene, not only Sikong Yueling, who was confronting him, was wary, but Jiang Fan, Ye Song, and Lei Xinghe, who were sitting cross-legged at the back of the battlefield, also had doubts on their faces.
Only Ji Miaofu, who understood the underlying reason, had a look on his face that was indeed the case.
After the Taoist nun sighed secretly in her heart, she took the initiative to delay the efficiency of using music to erode Han Yun's sea of consciousness.
She knew that from the moment Han Yun chose to use the Taoist secret technique, these methods were no longer important.
The outcome of this battle will only depend on whether you can use the same secret technique to resist the opponent's counterattack at the moment of death.
Thinking of this, Ji Miaofu calmed down and stared at Han Yun.
Once the opponent makes a move, she will take action immediately.
While Ji Miaofu was concentrating, Han Yun's unique voice suddenly sounded in her ears:
"Junior sister Ji, for the sake of you and me being both monks from a Taoist academy, can you let Han have a way out?"
Hearing this voice, Ji Miaofu was startled subconsciously.
She was a little stunned inside.
It has reached this level, but Han Yun still doesn't give up, trying to find a breakthrough from himself?
ridiculous……
Without saying a word, Ji Miaofu prepared to use his spiritual consciousness to block the other party's sound transmission.
However, at this moment, Han Yun's second voice message rang in her ears again:
"As long as Junior Sister Ji promises not to contribute any merit within the next half hour, I am willing to give up the battle for the Valley Master of Lingxin Valley and fully support your rise to power in the future..."
Hearing these words, Ji Miaofu's heart skipped a beat.
I have to say that what Han Yun said is indeed very tempting.
She subconsciously began to think about the pros and cons.
If you agree to Han Yun's request, it means letting the other person live.
First of all, based on Han Yun's character, it is conceivable that he will not sincerely assist him in the future.
He will definitely make a stumbling block secretly and plot against himself as revenge.
Even if he were to discover the Oath of Heaven, it would not be 100% safe.
After all, it is difficult for something like an oath to be without loopholes.
Even if Han Yun could not find the loophole in a short period of time, as time goes by, it will definitely happen sooner or later.
In addition to this point, in the future, Sikong Yueling and Jiang Fan will definitely choose to break with themselves because of this matter.
This kind of behavior is called withdrawing the ladder halfway, and its nature is as bad as stabbing someone in the back.
Any normal person would feel deeply disgusted by this kind of behavior.
Once he really does this, the relationship between Sikong Yueling and him will directly transform from a competitor at the beginning into an unrelenting enemy.
Although the position of Valley Master is good, if Jiang Fan is concerned about it because of it...
Thinking of this, Ji Miao helped his feverish mind suddenly calm down.
Without saying anything, she blocked Han Yun's voice transmission.
No matter what, Han Yun must die today!
Lying in the pool, Han Yun felt that Ji Miaofu had blocked his spiritual consciousness, and the last trace of hope remaining in his heart was finally extinguished.
He slowly opened his eyelids, revealing a pair of gray, lackluster eyes.
He stared blankly at the sky until he took a few breaths, then used his remaining right hand to support his body and stood up crookedly from the pool.
He stood up straight, his expression slightly distorted, and hissing breath came out of his mouth.
Apparently, this action affected the muscles of the wound on his left shoulder, causing severe pain.
Han Yun took a moment to adapt, and when the pain passed, he turned his head and glanced at Ji Miaofu's position.
"Do we have to kill them all like this..."
He sighed softly, and then his expression turned ferocious:
"If that's the case, don't even think about it!"
As soon as he said these words, Han Yun suddenly stretched out his right hand and pointed it like a sword. Under the astonished eyes of the other four people except Ji Miaofu, he stabbed his eyebrows.
With a soft popping sound, his forehead bone was easily poked in like tofu.
Han Yun let out a muffled groan, and bright red blood flowed out from his fingers and spread all over his face.
In the blink of an eye, his face seemed to be wearing a mask outlined with blood lines.
After Han Yun finished doing this, he closed his eyes and whispered a sentence from his mouth:
"At the cost of destroying my sea of consciousness, I beg my future body to come to my body..."
Before he finished speaking, an extremely powerful aura burst out from Han Yun.
He slowly opened his eyes and took out the fingers inserted between his eyebrows.
Soon, the blood on his face stopped flowing out, and went back into the blood hole between his eyebrows at a speed visible to the naked eye.
